Lyrics:
York, I’m calling Uncle Franky
It’s me against the world so I’m throwing a hail mary
I’m building my social media, shoutout Gary
I need a million
each person a piece on their square
Status set specifically by birth state, race, and social heir
Kings the presidents, prime ministers, CEOs,
mind made up, but her hands are tied
And oh Lord, how she cried
Lord, half her soul is fried
Woah
Spend your whole life
In your own mind
Never see
foretold
We believe
Set us free
We'll prevail
Wait for...
Hail and fire
Struck down by lightning
Blood bathed earth
Stretch out your hands and beg
For your
hands and shields by our sides
March now on
Towards our foes
To fight and die
Beneath the ancient sky
Far beyond the horizon
The golden hall awaits you
The ravens are on the wing!
Ten leagues ride on lathered steed,
Gold in hand to a sword-for-hire,
A blood-eagle carved by Saxon steel,
And two score
a generation
Tongue tied in a twisted nation
Fill the sky with every light you have
Just get me out of here
Are you watching now
Or are you still asleep
feeling pass
Why does it last
‘Cause I'm happy
cnd I know me
But it's dark inside
My hands are tied
My hands are tied
My hands are tied
Yea my hands are
like why can't I be consistent
I never had a hand-out, I never asked for no assistance
I wanna see my people hit their goals by any means I can assist it
Love in the time of second hand social passage. Scripted interaction. Conversation is truly random. Threshing at the end and shaking like a rushing
right where I left off
Vainglorious! (Vainglorious, fo'-shiggedy)
This is protected, by the PEEIMPS
(And who else
Who-who else are they protectin'?)
the captives free
My shield
Who took me through fires
All hail my God
The one who is great indeed.
My God
How great you are
You are good
You are kind
You are
in the woods
Don't conversate the same way me and you are not the same
I can make more than you do by selling merch just in a day
And I'm not here
lizard king has spoken (all hail)
You in the back, get them up, those trails are necessarily bumped
(Summertime)
Some'll try and recapture the same flag
of doing what we do
Haters taking up all my social media veiws
Trynna make the world a better place and who are you?
I can build the infrastructure
You're right
You're right
You have a reason
To remain silent
But if you answer
Please don't lie to me
Remember that your new
Crew are still tied to me
I
two One two
One two One two
Always tell the truth
Cause I cannot lie
Hold hands the way through
When ours hands are tied
Screwed when its true
hands are tied behind my back,
And I'm weakened by, your slow attack,
You take me in, then change your mind again.
Your spinning wheel won't lead me
And your rope is a-slidin' 'cause your hands are a-drippin'
And your sun-decked desert and evergreen valleys
Turn to broken down slums and trash-can alleys
she just tried to hit me with a slap
I blocked my face with my hand, now it's a dap
No strings attached, I ain't tryna be a puppet, ya heard?
I'd
a bubble
Self-Isolation
Over fabrication
It feels like I'm racing
I got a replacement
Look to left yeah
Look to my right
Are my lil homies gon' stick by my
By the time this song is done I'm gon' be sick of it, mute it
By the time you come around I wont wan' hear from ya, screw ya
By the time I'm ready
of Torment
From They Who Hath Burnt in Flames
From Words of Power Uttered By the
Darkness Itself
Hail To He in The Pit
Who Is Strong
Even Before
can see.
All that really matters not to me is that I could set you free. But my hands are tied and I can't find my feet.
Sit by me for long enough
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